Author's Choice .80
January 6th 2087
It was 9 months until the wedding and Zhenya had told Gordy they needed to talk. He thought she was calling the wedding off.
"Gordy there is something I really need to tell you," she said.
He sighed heavily, "Just do it," he said.
"I'm... Gordy I'm a witch," she said, pulling out her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa," she said pointing at the remote control.
His eyes widened, "What are you? ZHENYA!?" he yelled, standing up and looking down at her.
"A Witch. I'm telling you because we're getting married," she said.
That afternoon, Zhenya told him everything witchy about herself.